Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

"Teacher, to be honest, I actually completed my university studies by self-study in high school. In the past few years of university, I have been studying for a doctorate. I think I can complete it. You can test me first. If you think there is no problem, I will take the test again. What do you think?"

Seeing that Yiang was so determined, the old man knew that he could not persuade him.

"Well, I'll satisfy you! Let me make it clear first, if I don't pass the test, I won't let you take the exam."

"No problem, teacher."

The professor started to check randomly, and for every question, we could give perfect answers, our own ideas, and extensible solutions.

It took a full eight or nine hours to complete the questions and answers. Even Yi'ang found some of the questions tricky, but he always gave perfect answers.

Sometimes, the answers to some questions were so surprising that even the professor was amazed. He had never imagined such a solution. This led to him spending a full half hour on a single question, explaining why he had a particular answer, his rationale, and how he justified it.

This test not only allowed Yiang to get the results he wanted, but also opened up new ideas for this old man who has dedicated his life to academia.

Rather than a test, it is more like an exchange, an academic exchange.

Time came to night, and finally the two found that it was almost midnight. They smiled at each other. Yiang respected this old man who dedicated his life to academics and brought up good students. The students made contributions in the industry, and made contributions to the country and the people.

The professor also felt that this was a rare opportunity for exchange and discussion, and he enjoyed it very much.

I told Yiang frankly that there would be no problem with the exam, but he should not forget his graduation thesis.

Yi'ang felt sorry for the old man who was staying up late, so he offered to take the professor home, but was rejected. He said he couldn't sleep at home and needed to study new ideas more carefully.

After finishing his academic work, Yiang walked out of the professor's office building in a happy mood. He checked his phone and saw several messages.

After replying to all of them, I checked the news and found that there was no news about Ji's family. That's right, it's only been a short time. Even if the charges are confirmed, it will take time to sentence them.

In this case, let's add some fuel to the fire and make it burn brighter and faster.

"Xiao 8, post the evidence of the Ji family's crimes online and keep it posted."

"Okay, host."

Two minutes later, the little dumpling returned happily. "Host, it's done. I'll make sure I stay on top."

Yiang checked online and found that it had just been posted and was not very popular, but some people had already commented and paid attention to these things.

After all, the Ji family has committed quite a few crimes.

After letting Xiaotuanzi pay close attention to the Ji family and what's happening online, Yiang stopped paying attention.

When I got home, I saw my parents still in the living room and asked in confusion, "Dad, Mom, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Son, your dad and I are waiting for you. I heard from your teacher that you plan to graduate with your doctorate early? Are you too busy?"

After sitting down, he said, "Mom, it's not that I'm too busy, but the company is preparing for the IPO, so it will become increasingly busy. So I plan to finish my studies ahead of time so that I can focus on company matters."

"Uncle Zhang, is there any food left?"

"Oh, Master, you haven't eaten yet? It seems there's nothing left. I'll ask Aunt Li to make some. What do you want to eat?"

"Just make it simple," it was too late, Yi Ang didn't think it would be good to ask Aunt Li to make it too complicated.

Seeing that his son hadn't eaten yet, Li Jinzhou said, "Yun Mo, no matter how busy you are, you have to eat. You're still young and growing! Don't be so anxious. Whether it's work or school, enjoy your youth."

"If you need anything or don't understand anything about your company's listing, don't be polite to me. After all, the salt your father has eaten is saltier than the rice you have eaten."

Snapped!

Su Mingmei slapped Li Jinzhou and said coquettishly, "How can you talk like that? You even get the proverb wrong."

"Oh! Wife, I didn't say that on purpose! This kid doesn't tell us anything."

Li Jinzhou deliberately looked at Su Mingmei pitifully.

Alas!

Yiang shivered and shook off the non-existent goose bumps.

Every time I come back, as long as my parents are around, I have to eat dog food. It has been decades, and they are still so annoying. I can’t stand it!

Fortunately, Butler Zhang came out at this time.

"Uncle Zhang, is the meal ready?"

"Ah! Yes, that's right, Master."

"Okay, come right over." He turned around and looked at his parents, who were already tired of him. "Dad, Mom, you should get some rest early! I'll go to bed after I finish eating."

"Okay, okay, my son is grown up now and his parents are no longer an eyesore. Honey, let's go to bed."

Li Jinzhou spoke to Su Mingmei in a deliberately pitiful tone.

Yiang was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Dad, don't be so dramatic. If I really cling to you, you will definitely find me annoying and it will affect you and mom."

Su Mingmei also felt that her husband was a bit of a dramatic character, and she tapped his forehead helplessly.

She is so old, but still so dramatic, especially in front of children. She feels embarrassed and her face turns red.

Yiang watched them go upstairs to sleep and moved to the dining room.

Although it was a simple meal, I still managed to make two or three dishes.

"Aunt Li, you've worked hard. Go to sleep!"

"Master, it's okay. I'll wait until you finish eating and clean up before going to bed."

"Go to bed, Aunt Li. I'll clean up later. You're old, don't stay up late."

"Very well then, Master."

I was really hungry, and the food tasted so good that I finished it in just a few bites.

……

It's been a while since I taught the physical skills, so I guess it should be effective now.

Now it was time to hand over the recovery potion, prepare the recipe, and call Meng Jin again.

Drop, drop, drop...

The phone rang several times and was picked up.

"Hello, Commander Meng, are you available?"

"Yun Mo, what's the matter? Tell me."

"Well, I stumbled upon a formula that speeds up recovery from injuries, and I had a few potions developed. But I don't know anyone who can do this, so I called you to see who would be a good fit for this."

"What? Recovery potion? Accelerated recovery?"

Meng Jin asked several times in surprise.

"Yes, Commander Meng, can you recommend an expert in this field? You can also take a look at the results."

"...How about this, you come to my place first, and I'll send someone to pick you up."

"No need, Commander Meng, I'll drive here myself. I'll be there shortly."

"Okay, then come over here!"

After hanging up the phone, I went to the underground garage where a row of luxury cars were parked. Thinking about the special nature of the person I was going to meet, I decided to drive a more low-key car.

When Butler Zhang saw Yiang choosing a car in the garage, he hurried to ask if he needed a driver. He left only after learning that his young master wanted to drive himself.